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  • Malice

    I was thinking tonight of the feelings we have here in the body and the feelings of some who have drifted away from the Lord.  The word malice kept coming to my…

  • Our New Past

    Hey Bro John: I asked Amy to send me what she had on The New Past to try to jog my memory on the timeline of when the Lord showed it to…

  • A Christian Movie Last Night

    Good morning, Pastor John, I wanted to tell you about an experience I had last night.  I was tired from a busy weekend, so last night I thought I would sit down…

  • Honoring Parents

    I was translating Proverbs 19 tonight and came across these verses in Proverbs.  This is my translation: He who mistreats his father and drives his mother away causes shame and humiliation. My son, stop…

  • Hilkiah the Priest and the Book

    Pastor John, I was thinking this morning about the priest Hilkiah – how he found the forgotten book of God’s law during the temple’s restoration.  In his effort to obey God, king Josiah…

  • Isa 58:7 Hiding Yourself

    I was surprised some by your answer to Lyn* that to hide ourselves from one another is to not be each other’s keeper. I didn’t think of hiding as not looking out…

  • Water / Lesson

    Hi, Pastor John. Last Saturday, as you know, we suddenly had no water.  I put it on Signal where Judy and I had a host of family calling and texting us; too…

  • Healthy, Nutritious Food

    Pastor John, Yesterday Beth and I were talking about how blessed we are.  We have been given, at any hour, any day, for whatever situation, a smorgasbord of wonderful healthy nutritious food…

  • Treasure Reproof

    Pastor John, I’ve been translating Proverbs to get it ready to go over together, and I had a verse that struck me last night. Proverbs 15:10 Correction seems malignant to him who leaves the…

  • A Pampered Generation

    John, I have been listening to your teaching in Matthew labeled “A Pampered Generation”. For two weeks now, while working under houses, this teaching has been in my ears.  There are times…